He would give his little girl what she wanted; her Daddy's hard cock in her tight, sweet pussy. He silently vowed to make this the greatest night of h...r life; in case it never happened again, he wanted it to be one she would remember fondly forever. He sighed. "I love you very much, princess." I love you too Daddy," she gasped, pulling his face back to her tits. “Keep sucking me, please! I can't believe how good you're making me feel!"Paul added another finger to her hot wet hole, and pressed. My mom wouldn't let me wear gloves to school Thursday morning. Eventhough it was late May and the temperature was high, I needed to hidethose French tips! If I couldn't cut them (she wouldn't let me do thateither), gloves would have been the next best option. People would thinkI was weird, but that wasn't anything new. It would be better to beweird than to be beaten up for looking like a girl!Emily and Ethan both laughed when I told them my dilemma while we walkedto school."Forget about it,. Now let me introduce one of the protagonists of the story – my mother: Poonam. Mom was 40 years old back then, was not working and used to hit the gym regularly. Everyone in the colony liked her because of her polite behaviour and dislike for bitchy gossip. She had a lot of friends in and out of the colony.Time: 7:00 am (sometime in the past)My mom was jogging all the way back home from gym with her pals Sanjana (a short BBW ish woman who also happened to be my friend Rana’s mother) and Swati. I told a white lie to try to get my point over. If Hamish was going to be embarrassed by the noises coming from the two bedrooms, then it would put a real damper on the weekend. Mind you, I thought that Jen could probably be relied on to persuade Hamish to make love to her, even with her brother in the same flat."It's alright for you people with girlfriends at the same university, but Adrian and I have to get what we can when we have the chance! I've got some catching up to do; I haven't had.